Fellow Daoist Gongming, You're Mistaken, My Master Isn't Tongtian!

Deep within Chaos, Mount Sumeru.

The divine mountain towered into the clouds, ancient and vast.

At its peak, Buddhist chants echoed faintly, spiritual light swirled like mist. Within a glazed palace, Jieyin and Zhunti sat facing each other, engaged in a game of chess.

"Haha! Junior Brother, you've lost again!"

Jieyin declared triumphantly, pointing a finger. "Quick, hand over your Nine Dragon Thunder Fire Pearl."

Zhunti's face darkened. Just as he was about to retort, his brow twitched, and his expression changed drastically.

"Boom!"

Divine senses surged, and the two almost simultaneously rose to their feet, hovering in the air. Their gazes pierced through Chaos, fixing directly on Flower-Fruit Mountain in the Eastern Continent of Divine Sands.

Jieyin's pupils contracted sharply. He gasped in a low voice, "This is bad! Our Buddhism... two Bodhisattvas have fallen!"

Zhunti's face was also grave. He murmured, "Medicine King and Medicine Master... dead and their Dao extinguished, not even a wisp of divine sense left. They were killed in a single blow!"

Two Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortals, killed cleanly and swiftly. Such skill was truly vicious!

"It's Sun Wukong!"

Jieyin's voice was low. "Has that Mischievous Monkey already reached the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm?"

Zhunti's eyes were complex. "Who is the person behind Sun Wukong? Why are they targeting our Buddhism everywhere?"

Jieyin closed his eyes and began to calculate, his brow furrowing tighter. He whispered, "The Heavenly Dao is chaotic as ink, karma is tangled as hemp. It's as if some power is obscuring everything... The person behind this is unfathomable."

Zhunti's expression grew cold. He pondered, "Could it be... Tongtian who made a move?"

"Or perhaps someone from Nuwa's palace?"

The two looked at each other, seeing a deep worry in each other's eyes.

Zhunti's brow was tightly knit. "Senior Brother, in your opinion, who could be the mastermind?"

Jieyin rubbed his smooth forehead. After a moment of thought, he sighed.

"This water is too deep. I dare not speak rashly... However, how about we make another bet?"

A sharp glint flashed in Zhunti's eyes, and his spirits lifted. But then he gave a wry smile and sighed, "Alas, I can't bet anymore... If I keep betting, even my Purple Gold Chrysanthemum won't be able to take it."

Jieyin's old face flushed. He coughed dryly and said sheepishly, "Fine, no more betting... But I bet, nine times out of ten, that Tongtian scoundrel did this!"

Zhunti gazed towards the distant Eastern Continent of Divine Sands and murmured, "No matter who is stirring up trouble behind the scenes, what does it matter if that monkey has the strength of a Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal?"

"Our Buddhism has countless Grand Unity Golden Immortals and Primordial Golden Immortals. Dealing with this monkey is more than enough!"

"No need to panic, everything is still within my control!"

Hearing this, Jieyin did not speak. Instead, he raised his head and looked towards the depths of the vast Chaos, his gaze filled with murderous intent.

"Tongtian, if you push your luck further, don't blame us for not being polite!"

Zhunti followed Jieyin's gaze towards the depths of Chaos, his voice as cold as iron.

"Senior Brother, do not worry. Whether it is Tongtian or Nuwa, whoever dares to defy the great trend of the Heavenly Dao will pay with their blood!"

"It is as it should be!"

Eastern Continent of Divine Sands, Flower-Fruit Mountain.

Suddenly, a golden light streaked across the sky and earth, originating from the Heavenly Court, swift as lightning.

The golden light dissipated, revealing a majestic middle-aged Daoist with a flowing black beard. He was clad in Golden Scale Armor, wore a Black Gold Crown, and held a Nine Ring Golden Whip in his hand. It was none other than Zhao Gongming!

"Hmm?"

Zhao Gongming hovered above the clouds, gazing downwards, a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

"This spiritual energy fluctuation... so strong!"

"Is this the aura of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal? More than one... Are two old bald donkeys from Buddhism ganging up on a monkey?"

His gaze narrowed, and a cold glint flashed in his golden eyes. He murmured, "This monkey... could it be Sun Wukong? My junior brother?"

Zhao Gongming frowned.

As the eldest disciple of Tongtian's outer sect, if Sun Wukong was truly his junior brother, how could he allow outsiders to bully him?

Just as he was about to intervene, suddenly!

Heaven and earth trembled!

The golden monkey shadow let out an enraged roar, and thunder boomed for thousands of miles!

Sun Wukong's hair stood on end. He transformed into Primordial Golden Light and unleashed a punch, shattering the void!

"Boom!"

Medicine Superior Bodhisattva's expression turned to terror. Before he could even utter a Buddhist chant, he was utterly annihilated under this punch, not even a speck of his golden body remaining!

Immediately after, another punch arrived with a thunderous roar!

That punch carried an overwhelming killing intent, as if splitting heaven and earth. Amidst thunder and lightning, Medicine King Bodhisattva had no time to escape before he was completely shattered, his primordial spirit extinguished!

His golden body, divine form, and Buddhist light—all shattered!

In mere moments, two Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, both at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, were thus killed by Sun Wukong's fists!

Zhao Gongming's pupils constricted, and he gasped for air:

"Hiss!!!"

"Master Tongtian above... this monkey is simply a monster! Bodhisattvas at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, he just swatted them away like flies?"

He gazed at the churning clouds below and the scattered fragments of golden bodies, his eyes filled with shock, which then turned into ecstatic joy!

"Decisive in battle, no regrets with every punch! His killing aura shakes heaven and earth, tsk tsk, this kind of personality, this kind of fighting style... isn't this exactly the demeanor of our Jiejiao's direct disciples?"

"This monkey... is definitely my Master Tongtian's disciple! There's no mistake!"

Zhao Gongming felt a surge of excitement, his blood boiling. Such a heavy killing intent and decisive personality were so much like Master Tongtian!

Zhao Gongming waved his sleeve, dispelling his concealment technique, and appeared before Sun Wukong:

"Junior Brother, do you recognize me, Zhao Gongming!"

Sun Wukong, having finished collecting the spoils of war and preparing to return to Water Curtain Cave, was startled by the sudden appearance of this Daoist. His gaze was wary, yet also filled with doubt:

"You call me Junior Brother?"

"Could it be that you are a new disciple Master just accepted?"

"That's not right, Master said Old Sun is the First Disciple!"

"Since I'm the First Disciple, who is this Senior Brother you're talking about!?"

However, the moment these words left his mouth, the smile on Zhao Gongming's face froze as if struck by a bolt from the blue!

"What... you are... the First Disciple?"

Zhao Gongming's eyes unfocused, his lips trembled, and he staggered back a step, muttering to himself:

"Master Tongtian... you... are you abandoning me, Zhao Gongming?"

"Are you... forgetting all of us old disciples, expelling us from the sect?"

"Am I, Zhao Gongming... not even an outer disciple anymore?"

The scene of his fellow disciples laughing and joking on Jin'ao Island of the Jiejiao Sect flashed through his mind. He then thought of how the heavens had crumbled and the sect had scattered, its former glory now a thing of the past.

The dignified Zhao Gongming, as the foremost disciple of the Jiejiao outer sect, could no longer suppress the grief in his heart at this moment!

With a thud!

He actually knelt down on both knees, tears streaming down like a fountain, and sobbed uncontrollably!

"Master Tongtian! This disciple knows his mistake! During the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, we disciples disobeyed Master's orders and descended the mountain without permission, bringing disaster upon the Jiejiao..."

"But in our hearts, we have always revered you as a father! We have never betrayed the sect by half a step!"

"Now you have established a new lineage, even giving the title of First Disciple to someone else... how can Gongming bear this!"

Zhao Gongming's voice was filled with tears and snot, his cries causing the heavens and earth to lose their color and the clouds to tremble. Even the distant immortal birds and spiritual beasts were alarmed, chirping in unison.

"What, Jiejiao?"

"Master Tongtian?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong finally understood and quickly said:

"Fellow Daoist, you've made a mistake!"

"My Master is not Sect Master Tongtian at all!"